Stuff

When I was a kid, my older brother worked at The Wiz. So when he came home with a Nintendo Entertainment System (purchased, of course, with his awesome discount), holy good [...more...]

Dear Mr. Trump, I did not vote for you, however friends and some family did. I don’t hate them for their vote, but I vehemently disagree with it. I am hurt by their [...more...]

Sixteen was the number I wore on the back of my t-shirt when I played soccer in Italy with friends in the summer of 1994. Sixteen is the number cigarette I would flip over [...more...]

In the 90s, MTV used to play music videos…They also used to talk about [...more...]

Some of you may know (others may not), but my dad died at the end of April. That’s just over four months ago. Since then, I’ve been making off color jokes left and [...more...]

Dear Fandom, This is an open letter to any and all types of fans. Despite this letter being a long time coming, it’s being written because I’m sick of the harassment of [...more...]

(Inspired by Flaws by Bastille) I have a lot of scars. Some of them are visible with the naked eye. Others can’t be seen with the most expensive microscope. Some are [...more...]

Every Father’s Day (since I became an adult), my ritual with Dad was to see whatever Summer blockbuster movie was playing, and then we’d discuss it over a late lunch. [...more...]

Growing up, I was always the weird kid in class. I was the one who was laughed at for imitating Data when ST:TNG had their “The Naked Now” episode. (Can’t forget that [...more...]

…since my father’s passing four weeks ago, that I took a day for myself. Sure I sent out some emails, lettered a little Red Sonja, and worked on the new re-release of [...more...]